Each Button Opened A Doorway To Lust!
From the back:
waited behind the doors that lined the third floor
corridor of the New York hotel. Any kind you
wanted, any kind you could name. Desperate
Ann’s love for women… young, virginal Liz’s
wanton need for a man — any man… Joe’s
dark urge to tear innocence from his terrified
victims. That and more; bored couples changing
partners, the frigid, lovely blonde who exploded
in a bombshell of shame and the driven need of
Jane for men — as many as she could find to
slake the lust-fires that tore and raged within her.
All waiting there, waiting on the third floor behind
… Doors Of Lust